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by Mar 18, 2020

Remind me... Poetry

Remind me... Poetry

remind me
how quiet beats the heart
once the love is dead?

how cold
all the hands in the world
suddenly feel

how senseless is
morning
and sinking in nights

how strange seems
the Sun
showing up 
through the clouds 
in the skies?

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